No More Questions
by Eve Adam, a.k.a. Harmonic Eve
The phone could ring
while I was sleeping,
Yet I left the ringer on.
All through the day,
I tried your number,
But your line was always busy.
You called at last
and I was cordial.
I asked you what was wrong.
You said the phone
was not behaving.
You blamed it on equipment.
You said you'd be out,
and arrive home late.
I asked you to call, once home.
So attentive you were
before today
That I wondered at the change.
Too many questions,
too many demands,
You said were coming from me.
What have I asked
but to know you are safe?
What do I want but your friendship?
Yes, questions to make
polite conversation,
Demands that you let me be me.
You want no more questions;
I have no demands.
You want to be free, then be free!
by Eve Adam, a.k.a. Harmonic Eve, (December 9, 2007)
